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44. Church

"What's going on tomorrow?" Emrys asked as he threw his used dental floss away and then proceeded to look up to the mirror, catching my eyes. His black hair tousled beautifully and his scent of rain and cedar relaxed my brain.

Raising an eyebrow as I brushed my freshly washed hair, I responded. "I don't know, what?"

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